Since I was a little girl, I have witnessed the strength and
Since I was a little girl, I have witnessed the strength and courage that energized my mother, who left every sorrow and pain in the past, who would work unyieldingly to obtain her goals, who was the great warrior from whom I learned all the values that are today fundamental pillars of my every day.
“Since I was a little girl, I have witnessed the strength and courage that energized my mother, who left every sorrow and pain in the past, who would work unyieldingly to obtain her goals, who was the great warrior from whom I learned all the values that are today fundamental pillars of my every day.” — Thalía
In these tender and powerful words, Thalía, the radiant voice of Mexico and the world, pays homage not merely to a mother, but to the archetype of the eternal warrior-woman — the one who bears pain yet refuses to be broken, who walks through shadows and emerges carrying light for those who follow. When she speaks of her mother’s strength and courage, she speaks of a lineage older than blood: the inheritance of resilience passed from mother to child through the silent, sacred labor of love. Every act of endurance becomes a lesson, every tear shed in silence becomes a seed of wisdom planted in the heart of the daughter.
To leave sorrow and pain in the past is no small feat. It is not forgetfulness, but the highest form of forgiveness — the alchemy of turning wounds into wings. Thalía’s mother, in rising beyond her grief, becomes a mirror for all who seek healing. Her labor, her steadfast spirit, her unyielding pursuit of her goals, reveals the timeless truth that greatness is not bestowed, but carved — slowly, painfully, and beautifully — by those who will not surrender to despair. She is the great warrior of the home, fighting not with sword or shield, but with faith, love, and tireless resolve.
Such mothers have existed in every age. Think of Sojourner Truth, born into slavery, who walked away from her chains carrying nothing but her voice and her conviction. She, too, was a warrior, who faced cruelty and injustice yet stood before kings and crowds declaring, “Ain’t I a woman?” Like Thalía’s mother, she taught through example that the heart’s strength transcends circumstance, that a woman’s courage can rebuild what the world has tried to destroy. Their power is not loud or violent — it is steadfast, enduring, elemental. It is the strength of the earth itself.
To witness such courage as a child is to be shaped forever by it. Thalía’s words reveal the invisible architecture of her soul — the values her mother built within her: perseverance, dignity, faith, gratitude. These became the fundamental pillars upon which her life now stands. What she inherited was not wealth or ease, but something far greater — the knowledge that no obstacle is unconquerable when one’s spirit refuses defeat. This inheritance is the truest legacy a parent can give: not protection from hardship, but the strength to overcome it.
The ancients taught that every hero is born of trial, and every great life begins in imitation of a greater one. Thalía’s tribute reminds us that our first teachers of courage are often those who loved us into being. We learn endurance from their struggles, patience from their tears, compassion from their sacrifices. The mother, in this sense, is the first philosopher, the first warrior, the first sculptor of the soul. Her actions shape her children more deeply than any sermon or command could ever do.
Yet this lesson is not only to be admired — it is to be lived. We must each take up the torch of courage handed down to us, whether from a parent, a mentor, or life itself. When pain visits us, let us remember those who bore it before us. When the road grows long, let us recall the ones who walked barefoot through harsher lands and still sang. To honor their example is not merely to praise them, but to continue their strength through our own choices, our own perseverance, our own compassion.
So let it be written in the hearts of all who hear: Gratitude to those who taught us through their suffering is the beginning of wisdom. If your mother, father, or elder once faced storms so that you might walk in sunlight, do not let that sunlight go dim. Live with purpose. Work with integrity. Forgive quickly. Love fiercely. For one day, another child will look upon you — and in your courage, they will find the values that become their fundamental pillars. Thus the circle of strength, born of love and struggle, will never be broken.
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